dren, how come your skin is still so thin It's normal for a husband and wife to do it occasionally in the living room, even the servants can understand."Anran glanced at him: "This isn't the living ro...Wen Man gently bit her lip.

He's so shameless!

At the same time, she felt a deep sorrow. Both she and Qiaoan were, in fact, unimportant to Huo Shaoting.

Ho Shao-ting liked her body.

He wasn't tired of playing with her, so he was willing to indulge her occasionally.

And Joan, she was looked down upon, even hated by him, yet he still gave her a glimmer of hope at arm's length, like a cat toying with a mouse!

Thinking of this, Wen Man's heart was as calm as still water.

She said coldly, “Let’s talk when you get back!”

Ho Shaoting stared intently at her back, and after a moment, he walked out...

Joan was waiting in the foyer, her face pale.

She saw it.

She saw Huo Shaoting coaxing Wen Man. Watching him so nonchalantly care for Wen Man, she realized from her own eyes that everything she thought belonged to her alone was not true anymore.

Ho Shaoting's place in someone's heart, quietly changed to another person.

Joanne wasn't giving up.

She whispered, "Come have a drink with me, huh"

Ho Shaoting didn't say good or bad, all the way until he sat in the car before he softly spoke: " Qiao An, this while you chased after me, I don't deny that this is a little stimulation for men, but we all know this is just playing around, nothing at all!"

Joan's face turned pale.

Ho Shaoting lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

He slowly exhaled a plume of smoke and looked at Qiao An.

"Our business is over, and I can't possibly have anything real with you anymore! We're done, but there's still Uncle Joe's friendship. Qiao An... don't make things too embarrassing."

Joan trembled her lips.

"Was it because of Wen Man Did you fall in love with her"

Ho Shaoting didn't speak. His personal life was no need to report to Qiao An...

After a long silence, Qiao An smiled softly.

……

Wen Man thought Huo Shaoting might not be back all night. After all, it was a reunion with an old flame, and Qiao An had come to his door tonight for this reason.

Unexpectedly, Ho Shao-ting returned at one in the morning.

At this time, Wen Man had already fallen asleep.

He took off his coat and wrapped his arms around her from behind, gently biting her neck.

His hands, too, reached out to examine her body.

Wen Man gave a gentle reminder.

Ho Shaoting's voice was hoarse: "Are you feeling better"

Wen Man grabbed his hand, preventing him from moving around.

It still hurts a bit.

Huo Shaoting had been idle for a long time. Although he was satisfied that night, at his age, full of vigor and blood, he would think about holding a woman every night.

He couldn't help but want to kiss her.

Wen Man felt resistance in her heart. She turned her head to avoid his kiss, her voice trembling and incoherent.

"Ho Shaoting..."

"I'm tired...Don't...do that."

"Ho Shao Ting, I don't want to!"

……

She finally told the truth, Huo Shaoting propping himself up with one arm and looking down at her.

He knows what she minds!

His eyes were thick and dark like ink, staring at her intently, and he couldn't help but lower his head to gently rub his nose against hers.

"Wen Man, I haven't touched her."

"There wasn't any before, and there isn't any now."

……

Wen Man was easily hit by his words. She felt both embarrassed and annoyed, so she simply turned away from him: "How would I know!"

Ho Shao-Ting is in a pretty good mood tonight.

He lightly nibbled her nose.

Meat|meat|, it's quite cute...

He said with a hint of masculine malice, "I have a way to prove it. Would you like to try, Teacher Wen"

As he spoke, he grasped her hand and pulled her closer to him.

Wen Man let out a soft scream and struggled gently.

The more she resisted, the more interesting he found her, quite impulsive.

He teased her, "Now you know I didn't use my strength on other women, I saved it all for Teacher Wen. When Teacher Wen is willing, just let me know... hmm"

Wen Man was bullied to the point of tears.

A pretty nose, red...

Ho Shao-ting leaned in close to her ear, his voice husky as he made a shameless request.

Wen Man refused, but he was overwhelmingly forceful. In the end, she reluctantly gave in.

At the height of passion, his phone rang.

The call had no note, but Wen Man guessed it was Qiao An.

She turned her back and said softly, "You take it!"

Ho Shao-ting glanced at it, hung up, and then turned his phone off.

He didn't bully her anymore, he just hugged her from behind.

"After this, I won't see her anymore. We'll be like we were before, okay"

Wen Man remained silent.

But he behaved very well tonight, and she liked him already. Now that he was being submissive and flattering to her, how could she possibly not be moved

She maintained the utmost decorum and did not respond to him.

But when he touched her body again, she didn't refuse...

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Wen Man became busy.

She kept dangling with Huo Shaoting; he rarely went out to socialize anymore, and even if he didn't come back overnight, he was working late at the office.

And Joan, as if she had vanished from their lives...

Wen Man treated him with indifference.

The night before last, he desired her and Wen Man did not push him away. She allowed him to have his way, but there was always a lack of initiative between the sheets.

Huo Shaoting had her only once.

Afterward, he leaned against the headboard smoking, saying nothing.

But his eyes were deep-set.

Wen Man had a sense of being exposed.

Since Joan came back, things between them have been different...

*

The music room is about to open, and Wen Man has received many gifts. Boxes of all colors are piled on her desk.

Separate and record each part of the package individually.

These will all be returned later.

When the box was opened, revealing a piece of glazed gold, Wen Man took a closer look at the inscription on its exterior. The lettering seemed strangely familiar to her.

Upon closer inspection, it was sent by Huo Shaoting.

Wen Man was quite surprised that he would deliver the gift to the music room, but it was still a small surprise after all, and no woman would dislike it.

She gently peeled it open.

She thought he would give her expensive jewelry, but to her surprise, it was a pair of thousand-year-old butterfly specimens.

Two butterflies, with a noticeable size difference.

It should be one male and one female.

The vivid colors and lifelike poses are well-preserved, which is quite rare.

Wen Man gently opened it, there was only one sentence.

Wen Man was, after all, just a young girl. Although she guarded against him and was disappointed in him, no woman could escape such a gift and such sweet words.

She gently touched, and the hard piece in her heart quietly crumbled.

At this moment, his phone rang. It was Huo Shaoting calling.

Wen Man hesitated for a moment before answering the call.

"Have you received the gift Do you like it"

Wen Man softly hummed in response.

She said, “This is a butterfly from the South African ice age. Only this pair remains today. Ho Shao-ting, how did you know I liked this in high school”

Huo Shaoting smiled gently.

He sat in his office, his body swaying gently in the leather office chair.

He didn't answer her question, only saying softly, "Dinner at the apartment tonight The big house sent over some food. We could open a bottle of wine, huh"

Wen Man is not a naive little girl.

Ho Shao-ting's invitation was clearly an attempt to have sex with her, and he also wanted her enthusiastic cooperation... myself! That's it for our collaboration."She was almost inhuman, which made him a little annoyed.He blurted out, "Huo Xi, where am I inferior to him Maybe I wasn't as good in the past, but now look a...